Could it be that what the abbots just said is right, is it really the Son of Heaven who is here?

Except for this and Liu Yu'er, he really couldn't think of anyone who could make Abbot Huiyong, who had not personally received anyone for many years, come out.

At this moment, in an inconspicuous position in this temple, there was a person standing in the shadows.

As soon as this person heard the words of Monk Huiyong, he disappeared in a flash and disappeared into this place.

He is the Egret Monk!

Although he was constantly watched, he never gave up.

Constantly looking for opportunities to find the edict of the first emperor.

It happened that when I was doing this operation, I heard Gongsun Wuji's hiding place.

It didn't take long for the wide open vermilion temple gate of Tianxin Temple to usher in a group of uninvited guests.

Zhao Hai saw this temple for the first time.

I saw that the temple gate was magnificent, the momentum was majestic, and the believers who came and went did not know how many.

Moreover, the various buildings and sculptures built in it are numerous and scattered.

The sound of Buddha is bursting, and the crowd is endless.

The pilgrims were here and there was a lot of discussion.

"Tianxin Temple, it's really a god! A few days ago, my wife prayed in this place, hoping to add a big fat boy to our family. ”

"I didn't believe it at first, but it didn't take long for my daughter-in-law to get pregnant, and after ten months of pregnancy, she really gave birth to a white and fat boy."

"There are also several abbots in the outer courtyard, all of whom are living bodhisattva-like characters, I had a stubborn disease before, and I was cured of it as soon as I went to someone's house."

"I'm going to donate incense money right now, first donate 10,000 and a half dollars, and honor a few Buddhas."

"Tianxin Temple is really a holy temple in the territory of Daqin."

……

Zhao Hai listened to the bursts of Buddhist music outside and the discussion of the believers, and felt very strange.

This Tianxin Temple, is it really so effective?

When the believers talked back and forth, they all said that this temple was effective.

Looking at the whole temple, it seems to be a huge city, which houses countless people living here.

Zhao Hai's heart is getting heavier and heavier.

These buildings, these splendid things, were built at their own expense and by the people.

The monks do not produce, do not plough the fields, do not do business, do not work, and can be said to have no contribution to Daqin, and can sit back and enjoy their success.

Thinking of Concubine Lan in the past, she was thrifty, and even used her own private money to help herself.

Thinking of the people in those famine areas, many people died of starvation.

Seeing that this Tianxin Temple was so prosperous and wealthy, the anger in Zhao Hai's heart did not come to one place.

Behind the temple gate is a 100-step staircase.

Everyone who enters the temple has to climb this flight of stairs.

It symbolizes that people have gone from the mundane world to a pure land.

From the bottom floor, I climbed to the top and saw the abbots and presiding officers in the temple.

It also symbolizes the firm faith and pious attitude of every believer who can climb the whole process.

Zhao Hai squinted and saw that there was just a large group of monks, dressed in robes, their faces full of compassion, their hands folded, and they walked down step by step.

Zhao Hai squinted, his eyes were full of coldness and murderous intent.

I'm afraid these people should all come to pick them up.

Zhao Hai scolded in his heart: "These dog thieves, with such a smart nose, I just arrived, and I came out to greet them." ”

"It seems that up and down this Tianxin Temple, all of them are their people."

"Also, who is the old man at the head? Is this the abbot of the outer courtyard of the Tianxin Temple? ”

"It looks like a deceitful and famous, sanctimonious, and full of deception."

"Gongsun Wuji, you'd better not hide it, otherwise it will ......" Zhao Hai's eyes flashed with a sharp and murderous aura.

"Amitabha! Good, good, good! ”

"The Buddha has clouds, and he is destined to meet thousands of miles away, which is really the case!"

"Poor monks, looking at the donor, the courtyard is full, the pavilion is round, and the auspicious clouds are on the head, and they must be sages."

The first old monk is kind-eyed, and his face shows a burst of wisdom and calmness.

The pilgrims passing by in front of the door, after seeing the old monk, suddenly burst into strong devotion and shock on their faces.

Immediately after, there was a frenzied prostration.

There was a tsunami of roaring mountains all around!

"It's Abbot Huiyong!"

"Oh my God! As early as a few decades ago, I was fortunate enough to meet Abbot Huiyong once, at that time, he had not become the head of the entire Tianxin Temple, and later after he became the abbot, I never saw him again. ”

"The Living Buddha is here, everyone kneel! On your knees! ”

"I'm waiting to meet the Living Buddha and the host!"

The pilgrims, both men and women, were stunned, and a crazy look appeared on their faces.

They knelt on the ground, as if they were kneeling down to worship a god, and kowtowed vigorously to the abbot of Huiyong.

Zhao Hai saw that all this happened in an instant, and in an instant, including Han Ying Gongsun Jian, everyone's faces looked bad.

And Zhao Hai himself was even more frosty, and he didn't say a word at all.

Just looked at the old monk in front of him so calmly, and even looked at each other.

Huiyong, who is about to enter the age of antiquity, is dressed in a yellowish robe, but it is still golden and full of auspicious weather.

But I don't know why, just a moment when the two looked at each other, there was a sudden inexplicable boom in the sky, and a huge thunder slashed down.

The thunder struck a banyan tree not far from him.

"Boom!" With a bang, bright red blood flowed from the banyan tree.

This kind of thing is probably not an auspicious omen.

Zhao Hai looked at the banyan tree behind Monk Huiyong and the blood flowing out, and his face immediately became solemn.

And Monk Huiyong looked a little gloomy and hideous under the background of such a scene.

"Abbot Huiyong?" Zhao Hai was the first to speak.

"Do you know who I am?"

He was extremely patient, and he didn't show the slightest murderous intent on his body, as if he were an old friend talking here.

"Amitabha, since the saint is here, what does the old monk not know?" Monk Huiyong raised his head with a smile, like a high-ranking monk, making people feel kind and kind.

Zhao Hai looked around and said jokingly: "But the people of this world all regard you as an abbot as a god and a saint." ”

"How many people know me?"

"In contrast, you are the one who is more respected, more worshipped."

"Abbot, do you think I'm right or not?"

Monk Huiyong was unhurried, his hands were folded, and he had a sense of luck on his body.

He bowed his head and said open-mindedly: "Looking at it is like looking at it at ease." ”

"I am as I am, and as I am."

"Your Excellency is also your Excellency, and your Majesty is also your Excellency."

"Why do you treat them differently?"

"The old man thinks that the people of the whole world have the same attitude towards the old man as they do towards His Majesty, they are all pious."